I firmly believe that it’s a scientific fact that Cici’s Pizza makes Baby Jesus weep for the suffering of his mortal flock. And I’m an atheist.

There’s so much incorrect generalization in that comment that it isn’t even wrong anymore. It’s just... a giant generalized mess that shouldn’t be used as any kind of guide for anything.

King has addressed the problems with her character in lectures and Q&As before. It was one of the reasons he wanted to re-write the first three books. That said, I think the right people, working closely but not too closely with King could solve those problems. My assumption is that this series will be an adaptation…

The problem with the books is that they started out strong, then turned into a completely pretentious, self referential mess, that missed the landing about as badly as he possibly could of.

The ending is the most perfect thing King has ever written. It was the only way it could have ended.

Cleveland is 142 miles from civilization.

Wizard and Glass was my least favorite book in the series. It was all rather average. An average Western, average bad guys, average doomed relationship, etc. It lacked the mystery of the Dark Tower (not to mention Roland himself) that drew me into the series. Now, average doesn’t make it bad and I suppose it’s a good…

I wonder if they are going to tackle Susannah Dean/Odetta Holmes/ Detta Walker because a Jive talking amputee black lady in a wheelchair is a little bit ‘problematic’ when you look at it today.

They could even be going with the comic adaptation, which eschewed the novels’ use of flashbacks for a chronological structure.

I think this piece he wrote for the New Yorker is the response you are looking for:

Worse than CiCi’s Pizza?

Aw, give him a break. It’s a charming piece.

San Francisco is two things:

My DNA test confirms that I carry the misophonia gene. While I don’t think I’m autistic, my reaction to other’s loud chewing is similar to the reaction many on the spectrum have to certain stimuli. I am distracted to the point I can’t do much but fume, unless I can somehow get away from the sound. BTW I’m a Vipassana…

Could you please watch your language? I brought my children to this comment section.

In the New Yorker themed restaurant, half the patrons will claim they “get it”, but they won’t explain it to you.

Who would go to a Family Circus themed restaurant?

Follow the dotted line to see how the waiter fucked off all about the restaurant bringing you your cold food, and then blamed Granddad’s ghost.